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Dear Mr. Green Arrow,
As much as I, a law-abiding citizen of Starling City, appreciate all that you do for this city, I would appreciate it more if you kept your sweaty towels and related laundry away from my precious babies.
My computers, as you probably would have realised by now, are an integral part of your avenging and arrowing.
Therefore, it is of utmost importance that they do not come in contact with any of your bodily fluids dirty clothes.
With great regards,
Your esteemed employee,
Overwatch.
P.S Big Belly tomorrow? It’s been eons and I have a STRONG craving.
Dear Ms. Overwatch,
Your complaint has been registered and The Green Arrow apologizes for the inconvenience he has caused and assures you his bodily fluids dirty clothes will not find their way near your equipment ever again.
The Green Arrow also hopes you accept this gift that is attached to this note as a token of how sorry he is. He has heard you playing music on one of your babies and thought perhaps a speaker might be in order.
The sales person at the tech store said “This is the best portable speaker with..” That's all the Green Arrow remembers because tech-speak isn’t as interesting when the person speaking it isn’t a certain fake-blonde with glasses ;)
The Green Arrow hopes you enjoy the gift.
Regards,
Partner-to-Overwatch,
The Green Arrow.
P.S. Big Belly was fun tonight. Thai for lunch tomorrow?
OLIVER! !
DO YOU REALISE HOW EXPENSIVE THIS SPEAKER IS?!
YOU CANNOT BE SPENDING THIS MUCH ON FRIVOLOUS THINGS.
I WANTED TO YELL AT YOU IN PERSON BUT YOU HAVE FLED
BUT YOU CANNOT ESCAPE ME FOREVER.
NO REGARDS,
A very angry, very capable hacker.
P.S. Thank you. It means a lot.
P.S.S Are you still referring to yourself in third person? I thought we were over that phase.
P.S.S.S. Yes. Thai tomorrow for lunch. BUT I AM PAYING.